Lord of the Rings: Power of a Prime
What's up world? This is SpartanPrime101 bringing you yet another fanfiction story.
For the past few weeks, shortly after watching the hobbit for the first time, I started developing ideas for a Transformers-Lord of the Rings crossover. And, after reading the Halo-LotR crossover story Lord of the Rings: The Spartan Prophecy by So-Pro Warrior, I reckoned that I might as well give it a go.
This story takes place just after my Transformers Prime: Parallel Divinity fanfic, following which Optimus is transported to Middle-Earth just after the Autobot base is destroyed by Megatron. However, this chapter/prologue will not be the official first chapter of the story. Rather, it will show how his arrival would affect not only the prevention of Unicron's rise...but also the fate of Middle-Earth.
Well, enough yapping out of me; here is Lord of the Ring's: Power of a Prime.
Disclaimer: Transformers Prime and Lord of the Ring's do NOT belong to me; they are the property of Hasbro and New Line Cinema/J.R.R. Tolkien (Respectfully).
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"Speaking"
'Thought'
"Narration"
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{Prologue: Coming of Fate)
Narration by Galadriel:
"Long ago, during what is now known as the late First Age of Middle-Earth, a metallic slate of unknown origin was discovered by a band of wandering elves, rising atop from a stone pillar deep in the forest of Mirkwood. Upon it they transcribed an ancient text, dating back to an age long before the earliest recordings of civilization.
"After several unproductive attempts, the elves were finally able to translate the ancient texts into knowledgeable scriptures, revealing to them a prophecy of foreboding:
As great darkness begins to take form...
...And the hope of mankind begins to dwindle...
...A warrior and guardian of all worlds, yet none...
...shall come to this land from afar...
...to aid those chosen by fate...
...and help light our darkest hour...
…for by the will of the last of the Prime's...
...evil shall be banished from this world."
In the morning light, the sun shines over the Elven kingdom of Mirkwood, its light reflecting off a metallic slab, upon which were the scriptures foreboding the arrival of the hero whom would assist Middle Earth in her darkest hour.
And beneath said scriptures, there be carved what appeared to be a helmet faceplate of unknown origin, outlined by streams of light illuminating it from behind, like rays of hope, strength and courage...
...silently forcing away any trace of darkness and despair out of its path, and – hopefully – all Middle-Earth...once and forever more.
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Finally; it took me nearly two weeks to get THIS much behind me. Hopefully, I'll be able to post the next chapter soon, once my next few tests and assignments are done and over with.
If anyone thinks that this post need some further editing, please let me know as soon as possible.
Till next time folks...Till All Are One!